The Voice of Chaos… #Poetry

 

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I am hell

Where I walk there is fire

The kind that burns within

Have you missed me?

My children of Earth

Have you lost inspiration?

During my absence

Are your desires diminished

By the void I left

Do you still worship gold?

Your flashy cars, beautiful women

Do you still twist the knife?

In your neighbours back

To gain an advantage

Do you long for my return

To carry you from the wilderness

Free you from the yoke of goodness

I fan the flame of desire

Of chaos, you need only to follow…

©anitadawes

Love remembered… #Poetry

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Love remembered

Something familiar disturbs my sleep, my thoughts

Knowing is not enough to reveal all

It feels old, far away out of reach

Yet demanding, needing to be found

Understood, remembered

Music I don’t recognise steals part of my day

Strange scent assails the air, faint, almost recognisable

The way of passing someone wearing perfume

as if walking through a half-remembered fog

Leaving sticky fingers on my memory

Nails clawing the dark corners of my mind

Where the knowing hides

My dreams like the dark spaces

I remember him, but sunlight washes it away

All but his voice, my name whispered from his lips

Wait for me, I will return

This voice I know from the many lifetimes past

Why must love be lost like ships passing

Can destiny be tricked to let us love again…?

©anitadawes

#Writephoto ~ Glow

Thursday photo prompt: Glow #writephoto

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Meet me one last time to watch the sunrise

Before the blood of the Gods is taken

By the light of day

Their eyes blind to the beauty

Their own fury creates

They trust so little in love

Feuds erupt when it turns in on them

A beautiful maid becomes a reed

Another sent to Hades

Heroes born from forced labour

Where would we be without Hercules, Achilles

Helen and the many hearts she broke

So many stories born

where the sun breaks through

Where would we be without the dawn

And our imagination

I for one, would lose all inspiration

May the battle of the Gods

Continue creating…

©anitadawes

#writephoto

Empty Space… #Poetry

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Empty Space

I need you here in my world

How do I claim a soul taken too soon?

If I slam on the brakes, fly through the windscreen

Would I find you in the dead zone?

In my half state, would I be able to hold on to you

Bring you back

Does the memory of me live with you still?

Do you hear me calling late at night?

For one last moment

One kiss, one touch of your hand

Our daughter is calling

Daddy, I’m hungry

I am called back to my own world

By the sound of her voice

There is an empty space walking beside me

An outline of you I cannot touch…

©anitadawes

What Do You See prompt November 4 2019…

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What Do You See prompt November 4 2019

 

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Dark Moon

 

The white witch tree

Sails across the darkness

Driven by lightning

Waiting while the ghost moon

Devours the light

Trying to reach the world of man

Soft white clouds

Hide a darker purpose

To bring evil into being

To tear down your walls

Destroy what man has made

To break the children

Before the light claims them

No good can be done

When darkness lives inside their souls

The white witch must break free

from the spell she is under in time

to see the world of man with light

until then, our world remains in half-light…

©anitadawes

November Fiction Prompt from Carol J Forrester… #Poetry

November Speculative Fiction Prompt

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Light

An abandoned garage

A temple to youth, their artistry

Dark painted columns speak of moments past

The hissing sound of spray cans

Mingled with laughter

Has anyone noticed it’s a place of two halves?

Beautifully rounded columns on the left

Lit, not by the distant window

On the right, the columns are in shadow

A lonely figure of a man walking through

His gait seems heavy

He’s searching for something in the graffiti

A message from a lost sweetheart

Her initial plain to see, a large B

Was she here, did she leave more to be found?

A reason for leaving.

Continuing his slow walk

her beautiful face shining behind him

The reason for the light, his heart heavy

Her message has gone unnoticed…

©anitadawes

My Mind… #Poetry

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My world is made of breadcrumbs

Only there is no Hansel and Gretel in this story

I know I’m not living in a fairy tale

Everything I touch crumbles, harmony is lost

My secret thoughts turn darker

At times my spoken word is edged with barb wire

I lose friends, family with my acid tongue

I feel as if I have fallen into a fog

Laced with hex

It follows me, breaking every step I take

There is no one to tell this sorry tale to

They wouldn’t understand

Besides, what could they do

I must find my own way out of the labyrinth

Before I lose the only thing left to me

My mind…

©anitadawes